Matthew

I closed my eyes and I started to just allow what was behind my eyelids to show me what's going on, which some might call just an illusion played by the back of the eyelids. Others might say, "Yeah, that's a form of remote viewing." I don't have one particular way of doing it; I just do whatever feels best at the time.

But this time, what I did was look at a certain area on the map—Google Maps. I looked at the area of Iran and east towards Afghanistan and other countries in that area, mostly in the desert. I just wanted to see what it was like. As I traveled along, everything was the same color—a kind of beige stone look. In fact, it was kind of boring and at the same time quite beautiful in its own right. I did this for what seemed like quite a while, but in reality, it was probably ten to fifteen seconds.

Then, all of a sudden, I came across this cave at a particularly strange angle. It was built into somewhat of a side of—not a mountain, not even a hill, but more like a ledge. To the left side of it was kind of a convex angle. The right side of it was a triangular shape straight from the apex down to the right bottom, and the bottom looked like kind of a step of some type.

So I immediately went in and went for a very long ride. I went down deep into this place for quite some time, and I went as fast as the back of my eyelids would allow me to go. At one point, it just went straight down a shaft—I mean, just straight down, or at least that's what it seemed like. This particular one seemed to have no end. Even at top speed, I must have been traveling what felt like one mile per second, just going like crazy.

Then, all of a sudden, there was this black hole that you could barely discern, and I stopped and went straight into it. Then I just kept traveling a long way. It kept going down, but this time at more of an angle—sometimes steep, sometimes shallow.

I came across this grated section in the wall on one side. There was a glow coming from the inside, but it was a metal sheet with grates along it. You couldn't see through it, but you knew there was a light coming out of it. I don't know what it was, and there was no heat or anything, just light. This tunnel seemed uniform, so this wasn't just an accidental creation. I guess you might say there was some work that had been done to it for sure, obviously, since there was a grated window in there for some reason. But I couldn't see on the other side and didn't want to, so I just kept going.

I kept going for a lot longer, and at this particular point, I could have been anywhere between fifty to a hundred miles below the earth's surface easily. I really wasn't seeing any light of any kind at this point, and I was beginning to give up after maybe thirty to fifty seconds. But then, all of a sudden, a very dull light began to appear—not a bright one. The closer I got, the larger it got.

When I finally saw the tip of this city, I saw the magnitude of it. We're not talking a city like New York City, San Francisco, LA, Berlin, or even Frankfurt, which is a major industrial city—or even some of the cities in China or Japan. Those cities that I just mentioned are a joke compared to this. A complete and utter joke in design, power, and everything it had to offer. The cities on the surface of the planet were third-world countries at best. The city that I was looking at... there's no way to describe it.

I will say this: the light wasn't very powerful; it was steady. I don't think people needed to see brightly in there; I think their eyes would adjust to it just fine. So maybe it was nighttime, or maybe people were sleeping at this time of the night—I don't have any idea. But as for the size of it, going up in scale and laterally in scale, I could not see the end.

Going up, it looked like it was reaching—I mean, we have skyscrapers now that reach a few thousand feet into the air, and they are tall. I'm talking about a city where the middle of the city is about a mile up. A mile! The technology that was here was like nothing I'd ever seen, and it wasn't just physical technology. Whoever was here and lived here had a higher level of being as well. Communication was fluid, and everybody just worked together. It's kind of like saying I think they were like human beings, but much more advanced than what we are on the surface. Much more advanced.

If any of this is even remotely true, it could almost be considered devastating. I mean, no sickness, very healthy, long lives. I could sense people from there were maybe three, four, five hundred years old without even blinking an eye. That's about all I can tell you about this one.

I'm really not too sure what this is about, but I'm seeing a very large ship that seems to be bringing a lot of relief to some people, and this will never be in the news. This is not a government ship, but it is a very large vessel. It has a very large amount of storage in it, but it's not like a tanker of any kind. It's not an oil ship. It almost feels like it can carry the same amount as a cargo ship, but it's not a cargo ship. Let me rephrase that. If it is a cargo ship, it doesn't look like one.

Actually, I'm going to say now that there are two or three of them, and they're going to be arriving in different places. One of them I see arriving on the west coast of Africa. Another one is arriving someplace on the east coast of what appears to be south of Florida, but I won't say it's Cuba. Perhaps it is, but it's on the eastern Atlantic, and it's not directly in the United States. It's either got to be Central America or Cuba, something like that. The last one feels like it's farther north, toward Spain or the extreme western tip of Africa.

What it feels like they're bringing is relief to some people who are in serious need and are not getting any attention. The government systems there don't have a lot of money to hold off or control the people on a large scale, so the ships are being allowed to come in to help out. I guess there's just not a whole lot of money in these areas, and there's a dramatic amount of help needed.

But again, this isn't a government-supported thing. This is some kind of billionaire's personal wish. I hope I got the ship locations correct, but I think this is not the first time this has happened—it's just the first time I'm seeing it.

What these ships have on board is lots of food—not something that can spoil very quickly—but food, some medicine, and some engineers. Apparently, they're there to help start some things, get other things functioning again, and possibly provide some sources of energy so the people can start being able to take care of themselves.

I don't see that there are any news people who are going to be covering this. In fact, I think this was done kind of under the table or in secrecy. But what I am seeing here is that this particular billionaire is not somebody who has joined the evil ranks of the dark side, I guess.

That's about all I'm getting out of this one. Sorry, I wish it was a little bit longer.

In this particular vision I had, the scene was far from pleasant. It reminded me of something out of an apocalyptic movie, yet I was witnessing it through what some might call the “third eye.”

In my hometown here in Germany, there is one central street that contains most of what you would consider downtown shops. It’s just a single street. If you branch off from it, you either encounter a few other buildings or, almost immediately, residential homes—perhaps even a church—before transitioning into private residences. So it’s quite striking that I saw this specific view more than once. In fact, I’ve now seen it several times.

The entire street takes about five minutes to walk; it’s not long at all. I was at one end and began walking toward the other, as I do every day. But this time, my breath was silently and suddenly taken away. I stopped and looked around, shocked by what I saw. Still, I controlled my physical reactions so as not to draw attention.

As I looked, I saw all the buildings blown out—emptied and destroyed, yet still standing. Nothing remained inside. It wasn’t as if a missile had struck them. Instead, it seemed as though numerous foot soldiers had been exchanging gunfire, and grenades had been tossed into the buildings, causing explosions. The destruction wasn’t limited to the first floors. Above most of these commercial buildings are residential units, and they too were completely devastated—blown out and abandoned. Rubble was everywhere. There was no one in sight.

How far did this destruction extend? Very few people seemed to be left in the town. I don’t know when or why this happened, but something tells me this vision may pertain to the future. I just don’t know when. There is no history of this town suffering this kind of fate.

Given the current behavior of politicians, banks, and the energy sector, I’m not entirely surprised to have had this vision. The bigger question isn’t necessarily when this will happen—because I believe it will. The real question is: How will people be warned in time? How can they be made aware and believe that this is truly going to happen?

Right now, most people are focused on paying bills and caring for their homes and children. The thought of war in Germany feels more like an afterthought than a serious concern.

I wanted to share this vision with you. I can only hope that it will be a very long time before anything like this ever comes to pass.

In this particular reading, I'm seeing this medium sized boat or ship. This small ship is wet docked in a location that I think would be east of Texas or right near the edge into Louisiana. So if I'm not mistaken, that means this is in the Houston area. Now this particular boat has kind of a dual purpose. It's modern, not very old, and a family heirloom. I'm seeing that older money from the great grandfather or the grandfather, was used in part or in whole to invest in this particular boat, which the father was told to go ahead and buy, per the grandfather's request. It seems that there's been a kind of a lifelong dream passed from the great grandfather to each son, so then they could pass this boat on to the rest of the family to use in case of emergencies. It seems that this family mentality tended to lean towards a preppers view of life. For those of you who may not know what a prepper is, what it refers to is a viewpoint that there could very well be a food supply issue, fresh water supply issue, emergency communications issue, or something else that would severely impact families within an area, be it a natural disaster or otherwise. A prepper would be ready for all of these things.

So what I'm getting here is that this particular boat has a little bit of a problem that's building up. And if this is not addressed soon, the ship or boat will actually wind up going adrift. It also feels like there's a a "coveted set" of two or three Urns that are on board. They hold the ashes of a few family members. Then there are some valuables in a safe as well. This makes this particular ship emotionally and financially quite valuable. There seems to also be a problem, as I was saying before, about it drifting out to sea.

The problem is not with the anchor and the ropes that tie are are tying it to the wet dock. It's not necessarily that the ropes are old, or that there's a problem with the cleats on the boat. What I'm feeling is that it's more along the lines of whoever is tying off the boat at some point this summer, they're going to do it a little too loosely, and a storm is going to hit, and they will be loosened and actually come off. So if there's anybody who's getting a little bit lackadaisical about tying off the wet dock cleats, they need to be very careful for this particular summer, especially during storms. I would highly suggest they double check their tie offs a few times. If they follow through with double checking the tie offs during the storms this summer, then the boat will be safe. I would also highly suggest that if they do not have a GPS satellite device on the boat, that's connected to their phone, then if they can afford to do that, I would highly suggest it. Doing it will help claim it before it gets claimed by somebody else, or even worse, sunk.

I cannot guarantee that this video is actually the truth. It may just be something that the BBC created many years ago and has used it for some type of TV show. But it's directly implying that some serious truths have been exposed.

One of the first things that I will mention here, and this isn't a psychic perspective, but it is outside of the box thinking, is that in the past few years a number of things have occurred. We had the pandemic, which was very much a type of government maneuver that seemed to cause a overwhelming levels of fear. Not only fear with the public, but also a controlling mechanism for the medical field forcing medicine on the public. It literally put a lot of businesses into a corner that forced people to either comply or potentially lose their jobs.

This is planting an idea in their head that if you don't comply with this or that, something bad will happen. This strategy that was applied worked quite well, but it didn't work a hundred percent according to some. The problem is that there was a lot of truth hidden out of the public eye on the mainstream media. Then the reported numbers of deaths that were provided may have been manipulated behind the scenes by people who intentionally mislead the public.

The next thing that happened was this push for immigrants to relocate from one part of different nations throughout the globe to other parts, specifically in areas that were highly developed. This is not the first time that this has happened. Once this started in its full process, people started to recognize a major flaw. The politicians brutally and totally ignored the lack of infrastructure that needed to be in place, before this started. This was fully intentional. Now, about two or three years later, if I'm not mistaken, most of these places that these immigrants have moved to are fully saturated for rental apartments, across any and all of the EU, most of the United States, perhaps even Canada, and perhaps other countries that are not within the EU, but very close to it.

Now we have an issue that is here referring to the oil conflict. it seems that the United States may have instigated this. But with the mainstream media, they seem specifically reporting on the necessary reasons behind it being needed.

Could we be headed for another gas shortage? that's debatable, but nobody knows for sure. I will be including the video of what I'm talking about here and why the manipulation of the mainstream media has continued with its current trajectory in fact getting even worse in these past few years. The ironic twist here is that people are starting to not pay attention as much to the mainstream media. But there's a catch.

They're saying that the social media is becoming the potential news source for news. I would argue that that is actually just another manipulation and that the real news is still not being shared by anybody. I could be one hundred percent wrong, but my suspicion is that the real news will come mostly from people who are able to take the time and look at all of the mainstream media news and other outlets and then aggregate all of this together to discover what might be some truth.

Thanks for reading.

In this particular podcast, I'm going to talk about something that involves aliens—things that are not of the Earth. When I use the term "aliens," I'm not referring to the typical ideas associated with Area 51 or the kinds of beings portrayed in many movies. Instead, I relate more to the older film *Close Encounters of the Third Kind*. The reason I reference that movie is because several aspects of it closely align with what I'm referring to: the awareness of external or alien species that are not of this Earth. In this movie, there is a number of aspects which are very important to this particular blog. We have a very powerful psychic connection through a number of different aspects of this movie. We have children who are involved in this who are not harmed. Yes, they are taken away from the family. That is not very good, but the child did return unharmed. There's an exchange of language and communication at the end. This shows that they want to make contact with humans directly. It also shows that it is possible that these aliens have pre-selected humans that they feel they can have better chance at offering communication and perhaps even higher level of understanding of information.

Now even when using that explanation, it is somewhat of a misnomer. When I say "external species," I mean beings that may not permanently reside on the terrestrial plane of this planet.

When I talk about alien species living physically on (terrestrially) or within this planet (which also exist), it's important to keep in mind that our understanding of the terminology has to remain flexible and extend beyond the conventional, human-centered way of thinking. And by the possibility of these other terrestrial or extraterrestrial beings living in these different locations, it is very possible to have to understand the technology that is required for them to survive in these locations may become something that we are exposed to in the very near future.

The reason I'm bringing this up today is because of a few videos I recently saw online that may actually be genuine. I'm going to try to include them in this particular blog.

To be more specific, what we're dealing with now are increasingly common videos that appear to show these phenomena in greater detail. As has often happened historically, people in higher levels of government typically respond in familiar ways: they minimize what is being shown, reject it outright, or provide an alternative narrative designed to convince people that what they are seeing is not actually what it appears to be. In many cases, they simply label the videos as fake. Because these individuals speak with authority and confidence, many people naturally accept their explanations.

Ironically, history has shown time and time again that within a period of roughly five to fifteen years, many of those same claims are later acknowledged as being true. At that point, the explanation often becomes that the earlier statements were made without all the facts or that those making them were mistaken. As a result, the original narrative is no longer accepted by the public.

The critical point I want to focus on is the level of technology that people are beginning to hear about. The range of these technologies is vast. For this particular blog, I want to focus on the technology shown in a video where several miniature craft appear to maneuver around a commercial jet in ways that seem nearly impossible. By the end of the footage, the jet appears to simply vanish.

To me, this reinforces the idea that we are dealing with technologies that are far beyond anything currently familiar to us. If that is the case, it establishes an entirely new precedent for other fields of technology, including health, weaponry, transportation, and communication. These represent foundational changes that I believe are coming.

That said, "soon" is a difficult word to use, so I'll be more specific. My guess is that within the next one to two years, we'll begin to see a breakthrough into what I would describe as this alien industry. I also believe that artificial intelligence will be used as the primary catalyst for introducing much of this new technology.

Thank you for reading.

We live in a world saturated by noise. If you spend any time in the video blogging sphere, you know exactly what I mean. For years, self-proclaimed forecasters have been spreading what many now call "fear porn"—predicting everything from Nesara Gesara and AI invasions to alien operations under Project Blue Beam. We’ve heard endless theories about the banking system in Japan, diamond conflicts in Africa, drug wars in South America, and the shadow operations of international three-letter agencies. We were even told that US radios would broadcast "the truth" for five straight days.

None of it happened.

Like most of you, I expected as much. Eventually, the failed predictions became too much, and I tuned them all out. Every single one.

But what I am feeling right now isn't coming from a screen or a conspiracy theory. It is a heavy, persistent ache right in the pit of my stomach. Something is coming, and it is coming very soon. Realistically, my gut is telling me it is war.

As a United States citizen living in Germany with my son, this hits incredibly close to home. I often wish I had obtained my German citizenship, and while it is technically still possible, the reality is that Germany has become increasingly unstable over the last couple of years. If you ask an AI why this instability is happening, it will give you a complex, neutral answer that refuses to take sides. But I don't need an algorithm to tell me what I can feel happening on the ground.

My suspicion is that NATO’s constant military maneuvering and endless discussions of defense are finally breaking the patience of Russia. I believe Russia is preparing to make a move on Eastern Europe—a move that will force the European Union to take up arms and react to a non-direct, hybrid conflict.

The signs are already starting to appear in the mainstream media if you know where to look. We just learned that train services traveling directly from Russia into northeastern European countries like Latvia have suddenly been shut down, with no clear explanation given to the public. Combined with the ongoing war in Ukraine, the red flags are stacking up.

Perhaps most concerning is the shifting political landscape. We are seeing nations like Hungary and Slovakia stand against Ukraine, and now even Poland seems to be turning its back on them. This growing friction creates a dangerous knot of conflicting political interests between Germany, Ukraine, Poland, and Russia.

We are standing on the edge of a new kind of hybrid warfare, one that could easily escalate into something far more aggressive. I don't know exactly when or how it will unfold, but my gut is telling me that the storm is moving directly toward Germany, exponentially faster each month. My suspicion is that when this does go down in a significant manner, it will not be over a few weeks or a few months of warning where people will be given a chance to fly to some other location, or to go out and buy a whole bunch of food and supplies and generators and whatnot. I think it'll be something that literally happens almost within one week or even overnight. People will not have much of a chance to do anything. Those that are paying attention will probably leave sooner, and there will be a significant amount of quarreling and feedback from those who say these people are overreacting or jumping to conclusions, but within one month or less they'll be looking at those same people saying we should have paid attention to their insight and done something ourselves, but in hindsight it'll be regretful because they won't have much of a chance to be able to escape. but if they are able to escape it'll take a lot longer, and the way to escape will not be so easy. If anything else comes to me besides this, I will let you know. I am not making any claim that something factually is going to happen. I'm just telling you that my gut says that it feels like between this year and next year, twenty twenty seven, we are going to see an escalation of war. And when I say escalation, I mean well in Germany and in Poland I think conscription will be required. And when that happens, because people already know what this war is about and it is not about anything that is valid, it is only based on money, power, and corruption, and therefore people will not want to be conscripted or drafted, so they will want to leave the country even illegally. And if they're caught, or if at any border check any of these people that are desiring to leave, and they're told that that they are not allowed to leave because of the war, well, then things are gonna get pretty nasty, because they will say they refuse to fight. And well, at that particular point, I can't tell you what'll happen, but it's gonna be a dark time in our history if any of this comes to fruition.

What if I told you there is a race to stop evil?

At first, that sounds straightforward—almost familiar. A race to stop evil usually means building defenses, taking action, or outmaneuvering an enemy to prevent something catastrophic. That’s what we’ve always been taught to expect.

But what if that isn’t what’s happening at all?

What if, in order to stop the evil, it actually has to be accelerated?

I’m not claiming this as fact. But there’s a persistent feeling—an unshakable suspicion—that something like this may already be in motion.

How could that even be possible?

Recently, across several countries, certain events have unfolded—quietly, but with undeniable impact. Individuals have been forced out of hiding, pulled from their shelters or secret lives far sooner than expected. Who they are, and what exactly they’ve done, remains largely unknown.

Yet the moment they surfaced, something changed.

Activities that once operated in the shadows—crimes of all scales, from financial manipulation to something as severe as human trafficking—began to slow… or stop altogether. Not gradually. Suddenly.

That alone raises questions.

But step back, and the larger picture becomes even more unsettling.

We are dealing with powerful individuals—people embedded within massive industries, including banking and global business structures. At the same time, the world itself is shifting rapidly. Energy prices are climbing. Entire nations are pivoting their power sources almost overnight. Systems people have relied on for decades are being replaced, reworked, or abandoned.

Everything feels accelerated. Pushed forward at a pace that borders on chaotic.

And then there is the most unpredictable element of all: artificial intelligence.

Look at how quickly the digital world is evolving. In just a few short years, AI has embedded itself into nearly every device we use. Modern phones now come equipped with software that integrates AI at a foundational level—something most people can’t remove, disable, or even fully understand.

This shift didn’t happen gradually. It surged.

And alongside it, predictions have emerged—scattered across platforms, but strangely consistent. Many suggest that between 2027 and 2030, AI could take over the majority of human jobs. By 2035, the workforce as we know it may barely exist.

So why is all of this happening so fast?

Here’s the suspicion:

What if this acceleration isn’t random? What if it’s intentional?

Imagine this—if someone wanted to take control of the world, they would design a plan. A structured sequence of events, carefully timed, each step dependent on the last. A slow, controlled takeover.

Now imagine that plan is discovered.

But instead of stopping it outright—which may be impossible—another group intervenes with a different strategy: speed it up. Push everything forward faster than intended. Collapse the timeline.

Force the plan to unfold before those behind it are ready.

There’s even a concept—something that feels almost like science fiction, but carries a strange kind of logic: if something evil seeks absolute power, you don’t just allow it to reach that power… you overload it with more than it can handle.

You push it beyond its limits.

And in doing so, it collapses under its own weight.

Self-destruction, triggered not by resistance—but by excess.

What if that’s the real strategy?

In that scenario, control slips. The “bad actors” lose their grip because the structure they relied on no longer holds. The end result? No final battle. No clean confrontation. Just a system that unravels before it can fully take shape.

But there’s a problem.

A serious one.

Artificial intelligence.

This is the one variable no one fully understands. We already see glimpses of its ability to operate, adapt, and make decisions with minimal human input. And while it may be the very tool accelerating this process, it also carries an unknown potential.

Because if we rush to overload one threat, we may unintentionally create another.

Something neither side can control.

Something entirely new.

And that leads to a disturbing possibility: in our attempt to defeat one form of evil, we may be setting the stage for another—one far beyond our comprehension.

In the end, we might not be winning anything at all.

We may simply be moving faster toward something we don’t yet recognize… smiling, convinced we’re in control, while ignoring the reality that we might not be.

Not even close.

It’s a difficult thought to sit with.

Because if this theory is true—even partially—then the outcome is not guaranteed. Overloading something powerful does not always mean it will collapse cleanly. Sometimes, it breaks in ways no one predicted.

And that uncertainty may be the greatest risk of all.

Maybe it’s something worth questioning—before the pace becomes too fast to question anything at all.

I can’t tell you whether this was a dream, a remote viewing, or some kind of psychic vision—but here it is.

I find myself at the top of a strange location, entering at ground level. The building immediately feels unusual. It’s not a typical box-shaped structure like you’d see in most places. Instead, it resembles an entrance to a large home or perhaps a small business, but with a bizarre, almost illogical design. Nothing about it quite makes sense.

Inside, the space is raw and exposed. There’s a lot of plywood, with windows placed high above. The plywood walls are covered with everything imaginable—pictures, shelves, electrical components, cables, wires. Nothing is hidden behind walls; everything is out in the open. I can’t tell where any of it originates. I assume it all feeds in from somewhere outside, but it’s unclear.

As I begin walking, the path suddenly turns sharply to the right—a perfect ninety-degree angle. The layout feels rigid, almost geometric. I continue, only to encounter another sharp right turn. Then again—another ninety-degree turn—this time leading downward. Small steps appear, guiding me deeper. It becomes clear that this place is designed as a descending square, spiraling down level by level.

I don’t know how far it went.

Sometimes the descent is made of simple plywood ramps, but it felt truly solid. Other times, there are short staircases—just two or three feet down at a time. At each level, I notice something unexpected: people are living there.

Each level seems to belong to someone. Their spaces are modest—sleeping bags, a basic bed, a small sink that resembles a tiny kitchen setup, and what looks like a makeshift shower. Nothing is luxurious. By all appearances, they would be considered homeless. And yet… this is their home.

What stands out most is the atmosphere. No one seems unhappy. No one appears to be struggling. In fact, there’s a quiet sense of comfort. Food is available. Water is plentiful. There’s an unspoken understanding between everyone, a kind of shared respect and boundary. Each person stays within their level, and they don’t disturb one another.

Strangely, there are no issues with sound. Each level feels completely private, as if the ones above and below don’t exist. The lighting is surprisingly good—you can see everything clearly. The air is fresh, clean. There are no bad smells, no sense of decay.

And still, it continues downward.

I don’t make it to the bottom. At some point, the experience simply ends. But in the time I was there, I must have traveled through ten, maybe fifteen levels. I saw many people. If I spoke to them, I don’t remember what was said.

What I do know is this: for them, this place was home.

I am picking up on a very jealous man who is making some very unfortunate mistakes. He seems to have met a younger woman, around twenty-four years old, who has fallen on desperate times in the southern states. She has presented herself as what I would describe as a prostitute, but emotionally, she is the furthest thing from it.

Physically, she is someone many men would find very attractive. I get the sense that she has dyed her hair blonde and wears it very long, knowing that it draws attention. The problem is that she has met one particular man, somewhere between twenty-eight and thirty-two years old, who is extremely jealous.

He has now trapped her in his car, and her fear is preventing her from doing the obvious—getting out and running. I do not see him having a gun, yet she is completely convinced that he does. The tragedy here is that she has done this before, because there is something deeply abusive happening in her home life.

I see her in a car that looks like something out of an older movie. It is very large and quite old. The headlights are round, with separate high and low beams, and the hood is very long. I don’t know the exact make, but it reminds me of the kind of cars described in the movie *My Cousin Vinny*—not the same color, but a similar style.

I see this car traveling on the interstate about once a week as he moves around. He seems to be staying in small, cheap hotels and keeps her out of sight. Within the next two weeks, I feel he is going to make a very bad move that will create tension with the police.

My hope is that if someone reads this, they might unknowingly help save this girl. It would be pure luck, but that is what this feels like. If the police can simply get him out of the car, she will be saved.

The man has darker hair, medium to short in length. Sometimes he has a very full mustache, sometimes none at all, and at other times a goatee. He changes his facial hair every few weeks, though I’m not sure why.

Even if she is saved, this will not be the end of her struggles. She will need psychological support, and I’m not convinced that the police or even an emergency psychologist—whether at a station or facility—will be enough to truly help her. I fear she may continue in this cycle of survival mode.

There is, however, one possible turning point. At some stage, she may encounter a pastor or preacher—possibly two people, one male and one female. They may be married, I’m not certain. But if she crosses paths with them and they truly pay attention, they could help her break free from the cycle of trauma she is trapped in.

So if anyone knows a married pastor or preacher—both actively involved in their church and preaching—there is a possibility they may come across this particular girl.

Two or three people are being manipulated.

In this particular reading, what I’m getting is that there are a few individuals, and I see them as being in their early teens—around thirteen or fourteen. I don’t know their names, but I believe there are two males and one female.

The place where they are being manipulated is what makes this especially strange—it appears to be a school. Unfortunately, it’s not a school I recognize, but I can make out some of the geography. It looks like it could be in the Midwest of the United States.

So what is going on with these teens? There seems to be some form of manipulation, but I cannot determine whether it’s coming from a teacher, an older student, or another adult whom they trust. They are meeting with this adult at irregular intervals—anywhere from once a week to once a month—depending on when it is safe for them to meet.

This initiation or manipulation appears to be long-term. I feel it has already been going on for about six months, possibly closer to a year. The manipulation centers around a belief system, but it is not what you would consider a Christian or academic type of faith. It feels more radical in nature, though introduced very slowly, with a lot of positive reinforcement mixed with occasional dramatic behavior.

The teens do not realize that this adult is being financially supported by very wealthy individuals through indirect and multiple sources. This is also not the only adult involved. I sense there is a small network or chain of individuals operating in different areas. However, the group is currently too small and too scattered to attract attention. There is no clear pattern, and that seems intentional.

What I would call these kids are individuals being shaped into “sleepers.” The ironic part is that I do sense a sheriff’s office or police department suspects something is wrong. However, they have no concrete proof, and with limited manpower, it is very difficult for them to move forward with an investigation.

These three teens, in this particular vision, are very cautious around law enforcement. They do not draw attention to themselves. They have been trained to remain calm, composed, and controlled. They are not involved in drugs, alcohol, or smoking—they appear completely clean.

I would estimate that within about a year—or possibly sooner—if a police chief or department decides the situation is credible enough based on suspicions from officers and possibly some parents, an investigation could begin. However, whoever leads that investigation will need to proceed very carefully, as these teens are being taught how to avoid detection.

If the investigation is successful, I believe that within less than a year the situation could be uncovered. The teens might be deprogrammed, and the individual responsible could be identified. From there, it may be possible to dismantle the small network behind this and potentially trace the financial backing to the radical individuals at the top, ultimately stopping it.

If intervention does not happen in time, I sense these teens could be used in some form of “kamikaze”-type act—possibly involving weapons or another kind of radical event. However, I cannot determine what, when, where, or why. I wish I could.

In this story I'm talking about what I'm seeing here is a mother who discovers something of her daughter, which is very unsettling. The mother is in the kitchen, doing the dishes and cleaning things. She turns around and notices that her daughter's phone is sitting on the kitchen table. This is nothing new, but she realizes she needs put it into the daughter's room and probably plug it into the charger. The unusual thing is is this particular time when she picked up the phone she unintentionally taps the screen which shows the last chat message. When she sees the chat message, it says something like, I'll pick you up and take you wherever you want to go by taxi or by bus or train, whatever you'd like. This puts her into a panic because she realizes this is not a normal person that she talks to. The icon on the screen is not of a person, but it is of just some strange meme or icon. She quickly runs to the room and finds that the daughter is not there. She then goes outside and finds that the daughter is nowhere on the property. She quickly gets on the daughter's phone and calls the daughter's best friend. The best friend does not answer. She then calls the best friend's mother from her personal phone. Once again, there is no answer from the mother of the daughter's best friend. She then calls the police and finds that the police will not start any investigation until twenty four hours after the child is missing. Why that is, I cannot say. Then, about a half an hour later, maybe a little bit less, for some reason, I see the mother receiving a phone call on the house phone. She picks it up and it turns out to be the daughter. She's calling Collect from a gas station with a small convenience store, just outside of town. Thankfully this town is not very large, so its a short drive. She gets in her car and drives very fast to the gas station. She knows exactly where it is.

She gets to the gas station and sees her daughter sitting on the curb near the door to the station. Now the mom puts on the emotional brakes. As she approaches her daughter, a car pulls up behind the moms. A man gets out. The mom cannot see the face of this man because he is wearing a hoodie. He calls out the daughters name, and as the daughter stands up, her mom catches her. He starts to approach the two of them. Mom tells the daughter to get into the store fast, and she screams she is calling the police. The man freezes. He then turns fast, gets into his car and leaves very fast. But there are video cameras on the property. The police arrive, check the cameras, radio in the cars information. The man is found. They arrest him, and later discover he is wanted in other places. He then vanishes from the scene and goes to jail. The daughter is very confused. The mother sits the daughter down at home in the kitchen. She explains the truth of what happened. The mother takes responsibility for the issue. The phone is canceled, the daughter is no longer using the phone, and instead talks to friends on the house phone.

In this vision, it is clearly nothing new, and I am pretty sure this happens more often than it should. Perhaps this vision will help other families. Please use caution with cell phones with young teens.

Today is June fifteenth, twenty twenty-six, and I actually had a dream before waking up this morning. I'm going to tell everybody about it. I don't know if this applies to anybody, and it probably will not be in the mainstream media.

In this particular dream, I'm walking on what appears to be a dirt road that is under heavy construction. To the left is somewhat of a valley that isn't very visible to me—just a deeply treaded road that these gigantic excavators are slowly traversing. In the distance, on the other side of that gully, valley, or whatever it is, I can see a tree line. Straight ahead of me is pretty much just open, bare dirt. It almost looks like loose sand, but it's being compacted by the tracks of the large excavators.

On the right-hand side, I really couldn't see what was going on there either. It appeared to be some kind of forest, but it was very light and broken up, so maybe it was a field with some trees in it.

This machine that's rolling along has these really big rollers—not wheels, but treads, like a tank might have. It's a very large yellow machine, so I don't know what country this was in.

All of a sudden, in front of me, one particular very large machine had the road give way to the left-front side of it. The ground suddenly collapsed into a ravine, and the machine started to tumble down. There appeared to be a woman inside, wearing what I would describe as a darker jumpsuit—maybe navy blue, perhaps a little lighter—with a yellow hard hat.

She started to jump out of the machine and wound up on the track and then onto the actual ground. Strangely enough, there was a tether attached from inside the cab where she was driving to somewhere around her shoulder, or just in front of it on the left-hand side. She quickly tried to release what I assume was a safety cable. It wasn't coming off fast enough, and she was panicking.

Then, all of a sudden, the entire machine started going over much faster, and the road gave out completely. I don't know what was under the road, and I don't understand why it went over the side, but it did. Before she had another split second to react, the tether pulled her over the edge.

Instantly, I pulled out my cell phone and dialed 911 for emergency services. I actually got a signal and spoke to a live operator. Strangely enough, they said, "Oh, we've already received a call. We know exactly where you are, and help is on the way."

I actually had a bit of an argument with the operator because I said, "I'm watching it happen right in front of me. How could you possibly have gotten a phone call before me?"

She replied that someone had already called less than two seconds earlier and had explained everything. I was quite surprised by that, but I said, "Okay, as long as you know about it and somebody is coming."

I hung up at that point. As I did, I observed another man running across the road from somewhere I hadn't seen him come from. He dove over the side toward the woman. I figured he was trying to race down and reach her in time to release the tether before it was too late.

Then the scene changed, and this is where it becomes quite traumatizing.

If you are sensitive to discussions involving death, please stop reading here. If you choose to continue, please be advised that the following contains sensitive material.

At this point, I don't know where I'm standing, but it seems as though I am behind some sort of glass wall. It appears to be outside a river that this machine had landed in—a river I didn't even know was there. It was very deep, deep enough to completely submerge the entire machine beneath the water.

I'm looking at it as though I'm somehow inside the riverbank, viewing the river through what looks like glass. It was a very strange position to be in.

I am simply standing there watching her, and sadly, she is lifeless. She is floating beneath the water, still tethered to the machine. There was absolutely no chance. I could sense that the man was still trying to get down into the water to save her, but at that point, because of the amount of sediment that had been stirred up when the machine landed on the riverbed, it was impossible to see her.

Sadly, she had passed away by drowning, which is a very tragic and horrible death.

If anybody knows of a situation like the one I dreamed about, you can know that she is not missing and that everything happened very fast. I'm going to guess that they were able to recover her body, and hopefully, if this turns out to be a true story, her family should know that it happened extremely quickly.

I don't feel there was any suffering. In fact, I think that once she hit the water, the wind was knocked out of her so suddenly that within seconds, everything was over.

I'm very sorry for what happened. It was a very, very tragic situation—one that I dreamed about and felt compelled to share.